While the shirts were meant for women, the magic imbued in them was a flexible sort. As Jim slipped it on, the t-shirt and his other clothes began to morph into a set of mens' scrubs. In minutes he was dressed for success as a male nurse in a major hospital.
As the clothing changes settled to a halt, physical changes began to kick in. His baggy scrubs began to feel tight, as muscles bulged and gripped his frame. The pants were a little short, despite the largest inseam available in standard sizes. His face went subtly towards handsome and gained a slight permanent five o'clock shadow. The already too small pants struggled to contain a runner's well toned and amazingly statuesque legs. The crotch bulged outwards and his teeth went perfectly straight and white. A glittery sheen entered his eyes, and Jim knew his smile would be enough to melt any patient or doctor around.
Sat Sep 12 06:39:33 2009